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I saw this lady on the way home from the Young God’s opening night this evening. She had the sweetest little face. She reminded me of a little frightened bird. She was so tired, she kept drifting off and her head kept falling down towards her chest. It was funny, but sweet. Catching her in one position was far from easy because of this, but I persevered because I liked watching her. She had the most delicate of features and thin, wispy hair. She also looked a little sad.

I always wonder what people are thinking and feeling when I watch them and draw them. Sometimes, despite the fact that I am not able to read minds, I feel an empathy for them that makes me want to talk to them and comfort them. Sometimes, I wish I could step into their lives if only for a moment to catch a glimpse of what is really going on. It is the same feeling I get when I walk past people talking and I catch the tail end of a sentence. I always find myself wandering, what were they talking about and find myself making up little stories about them. Human beings are the most wonderfully interesting creatures.

I saw these two on spearate trains. I saw the man at the top when I was on my way home from the Young God’s exhibition this evening. I thought I was smart because he looked comfortable. He looked as though he was not getting up for a long time. I just got the tilt of his head down and he shot up and ran off the tube! He obviously forgot that he was supposed to get up soon. I therefore had to fill in the rest from memory as best I could. Memory sketching is always challenging and fun. It would be great if I could go back in time to see whether or not I got it right. But alas, no one has invented a time machine yet, and I am not smart enough to build my own.

I saw the green lady on the DLR in the morning. She was standing up looking down at her phone. She was pulling her lip down as if she was really focused on something. I always wonder what people are thinking when they make the faces they make, while they are going about their daily lives. Human beings everywhere with billions of stories and crazy things going on. Yet on the bus or on the train going to our destinations, we all seem so mute.

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